Izzard & Blankts - Threads

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Tekst:

You're pulling my threads apart

I'm pulling on one real hard

Unravel my whole left arm

I knew you would play that card

Cooler than ice cream cart

We're melting the whole damn park

Carving our names in bark

Carving our names in hearts

I live on the same old street

I've been here for 3 whole weeks

You don't have any excuses

I have been up your sleeve

You got me pink in cheek

I didn't wear pink this week

Your messages make me squeak

 

And if I can recall

You said in spite of it all

We'd still be chill in the fall 

And no it's not our fault

For binding our hearts so tight

And I think that you were right

I should have just left on my bike

I should have just

I should adjust 

Knot your threads with mine

Put on your coat let's stay dry

It's only spitting till nine

It's only spitting till nine